
A sprawling, eccentric double album of country-tinged covers and loose jams. Warm, confusing, and stubbornly domestic.
It's the weirdest, warmest garage sale of a record you'll ever hear from a legend.
A strange, sun-drenched collection of memories and covers that feels like a deliberate retreat from the world.
Sunday Morning saturates this record far more than the artist's norm.
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